Zhao Lihua stopped, returned to the chair, and quietly waited for the old lady's next words.

The old lady looked at Zhao Lihua with complicated eyes, looked at it for a long time, and then said, "Lihua, are you very disappointed in your grandmother?" ”

Zhao Lihua shook her head.

Without expectations, there will be no disappointment!

Although the old lady's attitude towards her has been much better lately than at the beginning.

But she still didn't expect the old lady to stand by her side and defend her when things happened.

Maybe it's because she was an orphan before.

Because of the fear of loss, the fear of being sad, so think about the worst in everything and don't expect too much.

In this way, even if something bad happens, she can quickly accept it.

If you lower your expectations, many things will be easier to accept, she thinks.

The old lady didn't seem to be sure whether Zhao Lihua was really not disappointed or perfunctory.

She stared at Zhao Lihua with her old eyes and asked again.

Zhao Lihua smiled this time and said indifferently: "I know that grandmother is for the good of this family." Isn't that what the old lady wants to hear?

If you want to hear it, tell her!

Sure enough, the old lady was very moved after hearing this, stretched out her hands to hold Zhao Lihua's hand, and said with tears: "It's still Lihua who understands grandmother." ”

The old lady said, and began to count the expenses of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how difficult it was for her to wait for things.

Zhao Lihua listened with a smile.

After talking for a while, she said that her mouth was a little dry, and then she stopped to drink tea to moisten her throat.

She saw that Zhao Lihua's face was impermanent, cold and detached, as before, which made people unable to guess their thoughts.

She felt that this granddaughter was really incomprehensible.

When she said this, the granddaughter didn't comfort her, so she sat there and laughed.

She suddenly lost the appetite to continue.

So she let go of Zhao Lihua's hand and said lightly: "You are also tired today, step down." ”

Zhao Lihua said lightly, grandmother had a good rest, and slowly left.

The old lady looked at her departing back and muttered, "What do you say this granddaughter is thinking?" I don't think she wants to be a twelve-year-old girl at all. ”

I don't know if she is talking to herself, or if she is talking to Mama Gui next to her.

Mama Gui only faintly heard the old lady talking.

When she asked, the old lady glared at her impatiently, and she stopped talking and stood aside and waited.

On the way back to Ewhwawon.

Ji Xiang Ruyi was angry about this.

"Those people are really shameless, and they want to take away the property of the young lady with a word."

"It's just that it's too ugly to eat."

Zhao Lihua shook her head with a smile and let her luck go to vent.

The two of them followed her when they were outside the house.

The relationship with her is naturally deeper than that of the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is normal for them to be unhappy at this time.

Wait for the two of them to finish venting.

Zhao Lihua opened her mouth and asked, "Have you heard about Aunt Li when you talked to those maidservants in the mansion?" ”

Ji Xiang Ruyi recalled it, and they all shook their heads to say that they had not heard anything about Aunt Li.

Zhao Lihua twisted her eyebrows.

That's weird.

Aunt Li is a big living person in the house and has a son and a daughter.

The people in the house love to gossip when they have nothing to do for a day, how can there be no news about Aunt Li?

Everyone always has a little bit of to make people gossip, right?

This Aunt Li just doesn't have it, it's very strange.

Zhao Lihua patted her head.

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

Anyway, for now, there is no conflict between Aunt Li and her, so don't worry about it for the time being.

Night.

Ni Wenyu sneaked into Zhao Lihua's boudoir again.

Only this time there was a hint of unnaturalness on his cold face.

When Zhao Lihua talked to him, he was always absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you? Did something happen? Zhao Lihua looked at him and said worriedly.

Ni Wenyu didn't reply, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhao Lihua gently pushed him.

He suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Lihua in a daze, and asked confusedly, "What's wrong?" Pear. ”

Zhao Lihua repeated the question again: "I asked you what happened?" Why do you keep wandering? ”

Ni Wenyu thought about it and shook his head: "It's okay." ”

At first glance, he looked preoccupied, okay? What about the crooks?

Zhao Lihua said unhappily: "I'll tell you everything, you actually have something to hide from me!" Hum. "I said it's okay, I'll go first, you go to bed early."

After Ni Wenyu finished speaking, before Zhao Lihua could reply, she turned around and left neatly.

Zhao Lihua could hear that his tone was impatient.

Seeing him leave, she still couldn't help but stretch out her hand to grab him.

But he didn't even pull the corner of his clothes, and his hand hung in the air like that.

She stared blankly at his back as he turned away.

There was suddenly a trace of grievance spreading in my heart.

Tears flowed out like that.

She chased to the window, but he was nowhere to be seen.

She tried to look for him, but found that it was night.

Moreover, she didn't know where to look for him.

Only then did she realize that since they arrived in the capital, she and him had not been as close as before.

Thinking about it carefully, she didn't even know what he had done with the third prince Long Tianyu after he arrived in the capital.

and how his increasingly powerful martial arts were refined.

He didn't know any of that.

She didn't know Ni Wenyu anymore.

For the first time, Zhao Lihua had doubts about the relationship between her and Ni Wenyu.

She stood by the window for a long time.

Only then did he go back to the bed and lie down, thinking about her and Ni Wenyu, and fell asleep.

That night, she slept restlessly.

When Jixiang came to wake her up the next morning, she was still groggy and asleep.

Hearing the auspicious voice, she opened her eyes slightly and looked out the window.

Zhao Lihua turned over and continued to fall asleep, and said in a daze: "Jixiang, it's not dawn yet, what are you telling me to do so early?" ”

"Miss, it's already hour, it's almost time, it's not early."

It's the first time I've seen my own lady lying in bed like this.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Lihua was still asleep, and said without opening her eyes: "Then why is it not dawn yet?" ”

"It was raining early this morning, and it was dark and foggy."

Ji Xiang walked to the window as he spoke, opened the window, and a cold wind blew in, with a trace of mist.

Zhao Lihua suddenly woke up a little, sat up from the bed, looked at the drizzle outside the window, and her thoughts drifted away again.

She is the most favorite rainy day.

However, she used to live in a big city building in modern times, and there was no so-called eaves.

When you open the window, you can see that there are all high-rise buildings, and even on a rainy day, it doesn't look so good.

But it's different when you travel back to this ancient world.

The houses here are all ancient courtyards, with eaves, roofs, and yards.

As soon as it rains, you can hear the crisp sound of the rain falling down the eaves, ticking and ticking.

She likes to move a chair to sit by the window in such weather, just look out quietly, and feel the peace and beauty of that moment.

Today, however, she lay back in bed in a state of interest.

Seeing her lying down again, Ji Xiang couldn't help asking, "Miss, the slave has already set up hot tea and a stove by the window, don't you get up?" ”

Jixiang knows that his young lady loves this kind of weather the most.

So everything was ready, but the young lady didn't get up.

Miss, what's the matter?

"Miss, are you alright?" Jixiang asked worriedly.

Zhao Lihua buried her head in the quilt and said sullenly: "It's okay, I just didn't sleep well, I want to sleep a little longer, you can go and leave me alone." ”

She said so, and Jixiang didn't want to say anything more, and planned to close the window and retreat.

Zhao Lihua heard the sound of her closing the window, and hurriedly told her not to close it, and drove her to listen to the sound of rain.

After Jixiang retreated, Zhao Lihua lifted the quilt, and her face was already full of tears.

She got up and sat down by the window, poured a cup of tea, and leaned on the table to look out.

"Miss, Miss·····"

Zhao Lihua, who was sleeping, heard the auspicious voice in a daze, and she opened her eyes and looked at the auspicious in confusion.

"Jixiang, didn't I tell you to step down? Why are you still here? ”

Ji Xiang replied with a smile: "Miss, it has been an hour, and the slave maid has come in to see you, why are you so thinly dressed and sitting in front of the window to sleep?" You're going to get a chill. ”

"It's okay, auspicious, I'm fine." Zhao Lihua smiled and prepared to stand up.

His head was suddenly dizzy, and his body swayed.

If Jixiang had been paying attention to her and holding her in time, she would have fallen.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Jixiang asked again.

She had never seen her young lady look so out of shape.

"It's okay, auspicious, I'm just too tired and want to rest."

At this moment, Zhao Li drooped his head.

Jixiang didn't see her face, so Jixiang didn't know that Zhao Lihua's eyes were swollen like a walnut now.

With Jixiang's support, Zhao Lihua returned to bed.

As soon as she got into bed, she got into the quilt and told Jixiang to retreat.

"Miss, you haven't had breakfast, it's almost noon, aren't you going to get up yet?"

Zhao Lihua stretched out her hand and waved: "I'm not hungry, I don't eat, I want to sleep today, you come back in the afternoon to call me, let me sleep quietly." ”

"But ......"

Jixiang always felt that something was wrong with his young lady, and wanted to continue to persuade him.

It was only two words before Zhao Lihua interrupted her: "Jixiang, step aside, I'm fine." ”

I don't know if the cold wind outside the window blew in, or Zhao Lihua's voice revealed a coolness.

In short, Jixiang's body shivered inexplicably.

She pulled some more clothes on her body, said hello to Zhao Lihua, and withdrew.

Zhao Lihua was still sad about Ni Wenyu's attitude last night.

In her previous life, she had been studying hard and working hard in order to make her life better, and she had never been in love.

Sometimes she watched TV and saw those lovelorn girls crying darkly, and she didn't think about it, so she didn't understand.